The petals fell from the moon
Wrapped in silk red
With no blood spots of lipstick
But only her tears as rose petals
Were fallen from her eyes
That were now stems
And the scars were thorns
And the flower was her face
And inside of the petals
Were heart
That were shaped like a flower
But continued to cry raindrops of blue eyes
From the sky that was a BlueMoon behind the
rose petals of butterfly wings.
YOU ARE READING
Dear Rosepetals...BlueMoon
RomanceThe letters that started From the rose petals of the BlueMoon To the fallen glass slipper of the rose And the letters between future and past me.
